[Video] Complaint #1

[brothersboots]

Who: Edna and You
Broadcast: Oh yes
Action: on the Marsiva
When: today

[Video]

[Being warm and comfortable is nice for half a second, but Edna has never needed to sleep in her life. Sure, resting is great and all, especially after a long and hard fight, but still not necessary. And waking up has never been difficult for her. Until now.

She rolls over and stretches, a booted foot sticking out of the blankets as her gloved hand covers a yawn that would put a man five times her size to shame. One blue eye cracks open before the other and she slowly rotates her head over.

And sees a black sky sprinkled with stars. Too many stars. That's when she sits up and looks around, frowning as she sees the sterile metal....things everywhere.]

Where's my mountain?

[Her hands pat around her, looking for her umbrella, and come up empty. Her voice and face definitely let anyone who can see her over the comm know that she is Not Happy. Sadly all that comes through is her voice, and the movements she makes on the bed. So, beware of ghosts.]

Alright, Meebo, you can give my umbrella back. You have five seconds.

[Action]

[For those with high spiritual resonance, they will see a tiny girl who is stomping around the Marsiva, looking as if she can murder anything or one who gets in her way. Her footsteps are much heavier than someone of her size should be able to generate, but that's not stopping her.]

Comments

[searingedgelord]

Sounds boring.

[The Lord of Calamity is clearly full of compassion for the Normin plight.]

[brothersboots]

Extremely.

It's why I hung him upside down by his foot for hundreds of years off my parasol.

My parasol that is now missing.

[searingedgelord]

[She breathes out a laugh.]

And people say I'm cruel.

[brothersboots]

You say you know Eizen. What did you expect from someone raised by him?

[searingedgelord]

[She shrugs.]

It wasn't a judgment.

[She doesn't doubt Phoenix deserved it.]

[brothersboots]

[Normally, Edna would be irritated, but it's been interesting so far. A stranger that knows Eizen—one she's never heard about.

Of course, she only ever heard about his stupid group of pirates, one that this woman seems to have been acquainted with but doesn't consider herself part of. It's curious, and she's nothing if not a questioning type of person.]

Really.

You're not a malak. You're not an exorcist because none of them know how to tell their butts from their brains. And you're not a regular human because you seem to be able to string two words together. So, that leaves a daemon.

[It's a little weird for her not to use the more commonly accepted words from her time, but once upon a time these were the ones in use. And, well, there have been others.]

Curious.

[searingedgelord]

The Lord of Calamity, actually.

[She says it wryly. She's not bragging, it's just the title she's earned. Even if it's one that sounds pretty dumb, honestly. But she figures Eizen's sister has a right to know and would probably recognize it.]

[brothersboots]

Well, Eizen and Zaveid can certainly pick their friends.

[Edna's voice is devoid of any inflection, but she is more curious about her now.]

Although, I have to say that you're definitely easier to deal with than old Kittybeard.

[searingedgelord]

What kind of name is Kittybeard?

[If that's the name his parents gave him, no wonder he became a daemon. Whoever he is.]

[brothersboots]

It's a special name. One he's earned through lots of love and a desire to stab him in the face.

[AKA, it's an Edna nickname. Just wait, Boobs McGhee. You'll get your own.]

His name is Heldalf. But he's a huge lion. What else would I call him?

[searingedgelord]

[She doesn't know whether or not she's disappointed it's not his real name.]

Well, I guess you have a point.

[brothersboots]

[Who cares if it's not his real name? It's the most accurate.]

Of course I do. Even without my umbrella, I'm sharp.